I wouldn’t normally call myself an optimist, but I have been regularly checking for updates on a fanfic that’s been dormant going on 3.5 years now.
So there’s that.

seen from United States
seen from Germany

seen from Sweden
seen from Norway
seen from China
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Türkiye

seen from China

seen from United Kingdom

seen from Malaysia

seen from Cambodia
seen from Russia

seen from Belarus
I wouldn’t normally call myself an optimist, but I have been regularly checking for updates on a fanfic that’s been dormant going on 3.5 years now.
So there’s that.
I bought tickets to watch the ENDGAME♥️
And I’m gonna watch that ALONE !!!!
I hope no one dies :) and my tear glands would still be okay after that 😚♥️👌🏻
I read an eloquent description of how kids with disabilities learn to be suspicious of optimistic teachers. It's about a pattern where teachers think they can make a kid's disability disappear or b...
The Uninspirational wrote a reply to my post on how disabled kids learn to be suspicious of optimistic teachers. They point out that the same dynamic happens with doctors:
This pattern, where somebody in a position of power expects their actions to somehow rescue a person they’re supposed to help in some way, is something I’ve experienced a lot as a patient within the healthcare system. Mostly with doctors but also with psychologists, physiotherapists and occupational therapists. It goes something like this...
I’d recommend clicking through and reading the whole thing. It’s a good post.
When you look at the world through rose-colored glasses, all the red flags just look like flags.
Wanda Pierce, Bojack Horseman
okay, it is GO time
i’m gonna finish this goddamn assignment TODAY
i got my timer, i got my stacks of books, i got no motivation but w/e i’ll deal
i don’t got a positive attitude, but i DO got a resignation to the inevitability of me getting a shit grade for this no matter what!!! which is strangely comforting! while also still being super stressfull!!! it’s an interesting mix ok
bye bye folks, shit’s about to get real
I
I'm the type of person that immerses myself in hobbies and activities to distract me from my destructive, negative thoughts. I can't just sit, because if I do that, my mind takes over and the negativity just barges in. Like there's just so much shit built up that I don't know when or how I will blow. No one would know this just by looking at me. I seem like I'm so happy, and so optimistic. Its been happening for so long, I'm not even sure who I'm convincing anymore. Me or the people around me. I can't accept compliments, love, like I'm just fucked up.
...and again... and again....